One thing about being terminally depressed, angry at everything and everyone, disillusioned, and repeatedly disappointed in the humanity around me is that it makes me rather prolific. My best shit comes, always, out of a dark place, the place screaming to be heard, valued. Not that anyone hears it, or cares enough to bother….but that doesn’t stop me from screaming into the abyss. Being under the gun seems to cut my tolerance for the shallow, the hollow and the utter bullshit around me… its either that, or maybe just a particularly bad round of PMS. Who can possibly tell?
Its 9, 10 almost 11 and I want to tear my hear from its roots and scream “Enough Already! Get the fuck over it!!!” Sounds harsh, I know, and yes, I wept for the humanity as the towers fell. But for fucks sakes, more people die in this country every year from lack of Insurance Coverage. Fuck the number cry of 9/11/10; we should be screaming for the blood of the bean counters killing us for maximum profits instead of some misguided sense of Patriotism. Who weeps for that humanity?
We have killed a thousand or more Innocent Iraqis for every dead American. They should be the ones for whom 9/11 is a cry of terror. 14 thousand versus millions? Cry me a fucking river, America. You had one bad thing happen to you, compared the billions of attacks, murders, coups and terrors you have bestowed on the World. Who weeps for that humanity as well?
Besides, it is utterly self-absorbed counter-intuitive bullshit to live as a perma-victim when bad shit happens to you. You cannot spend your life thinking, “Poor me, why did this happen to me?” Me and ten thousand other abuse survivors know this. You have to let it go and move the fuck on. Reliving it keeps you stuck exactly in the place you’re trying to get away from.
And in this case, the abuse is more or less a false-memory planted by a devious psychiatrist who wants to keep us in the chair so we continue to pay them to diddle us.
So, every fucking time they drag out this false flag attack, a thing that has been proven to be an inside goddamn job, to justify more murders, the total fucking loss of our Sacred Rights, I want to PUKE.
**disclaimer: This is not to say I endorse the whole Illuminati thing, but Cheney’s PNAC was saying the same goddamned thing over & over until they got their number day. You have to at least consider this…..
As Amy Goodman points out, our 9/11 pales in comparison with 9/11’s of the past…some of which WE wrought on others:
Sept. 11, 1973, Chile: Democratically elected President Salvadore Allende died in a CIA-backed military coup that ushered in a reign of terror under dictator Augusto Pinochet, in which thousands of Chileans were killed.Sept. 11, 1977, South Africa: Anti-apartheid leader Stephen Biko was being beaten in a police van. He died the next day.
Sept. 11, 1990, Guatemala: Guatemalan anthropologist Myrna Mack was murdered by the U.S.-backed military.
Sept. 9-13, 1971, New York: The Attica prison uprising occurred, during which New York state troopers killed 39 prisoners and guards and wounded hundreds of others.
Sept. 11, 1988, Haiti: During a mass led by Father Jean-Bertrand Aristide at the St. Jean Bosco Church in Port-au-Prince, right-wing militiamen attacked, killing at least 13 worshippers and injuring at least 77. Aristide would later be twice elected president, only to be ousted in U.S.-supported coup d’etats.
So, big fucking deal, once in history something bad happened to the bully of the World. Poor little exceptional us. If we could get our heads out of our self pitying asses, maybe we would see that the bad thing that REALLY happened to us, is that by buying the fairy tale of 9/11, we allowed ourselves to become the butt-monkey of fascists.
So tomorrow is the stupid number day… may those exploiting it burn in hell.
We may as well rename it “Fascism Day!”
A fucking men.
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not to hold back so much.
… not a New Yorker.
New Yorkers don’t call it “9/11 Day.” And we do not see ourselves as victims.
You are buying into the bullshit hype of others and taking it out on New York City and New Yorkers.
Dealing with what happened and remembering it is not playing the victim. And “getting over it” is a fucking meaningless thing to say in the face of what happened on that day.
New Yorkers didn’t support going to war with Iraq and didn’t support Dubya even when he did his assholeish bullhorn performance a few days after the towers fell.
You’re missing the forest for the trees here. If some neocons want to make this into a holy day that’s their problem — but something did happen on that day, I’ll certainly never fucking forget it and I am no fucking victim.
The best attitude and reaction to this day is a rant. I say this because our intellectual class however you want to define that have failed the culture we are a part of and, excuse my hyperbole, Western Civilization. The collective silence or enabling done by our intelligentsia over 9/11 is much worse than the actual event of 9/11 which was, in the larger scheme of things, not that big a deal compared to what many other countries have gone through as a result. How can you compare the tragedy of that event, for example, to the suffering of the people of Afghanistan and (JFChrist the massacres in Iraq perpetuated by the U.S. military). Or the massive suffering in SE Asia perpetuated by that same military or the suffering of the people of Latin America particularly since the overthrow of Arbenz. Think of the millions killed, the torture carried out or financed by the U.S. just since WWII!
But the silence of the intellectuals after 9/11 is beyond horror to me as someone who identifies with the legacy and lineage of Western Civilization. Not that I know what happened. Not that I swallow all the various theories of conspiracy. I’m not sure–the evidence has not been sifted and that’s the point. The American intelligentsia has ignored this issue out of conscious or unconscious fear of losing their fucking jobs. Yes, the people want to believe that “they hate our freedoms” but that’s no excuse to ignore the most important event in post WWII history and allow the most absurd bullshit story I’ve ever heard told for which no evidence was given to stand.
At this point, ranting is the only sensible thing to do. We’ve collectively lost our ability to reason.
I mourn on 9/11. I mourn for the victims, the heroes, the survivors and for my stupid innocent belief in humanity. Now I didn’t believe in Santa HoHo or the Easter Wabbit or that politicians have our best interest in mind but I did have a small burning ember of a hope for the future, not much mind you but a little. That ember died and thats why I mourn.
Watching the towers drop from Pier 1 in Hoboken and volunteering as an EMT doing triage at the PATH station and seeing the ‘thousand yard stare’ and tears of those few I met who had heard the sounds of bodies thumping on the plaza, fought there way down flight after flight of stairs trying to survive didn’t really flip me out what got to me is what, I think, gets to many of us here. It’s the crass, jingoistic, racist, “my country right or wrong” co opting of a tragic event to serve the rabid right. On that very morning I heard people crying out for atomic retribution on the AAAArabs, and Towel Heads and it only got worse. Yeah 9/11 is a day for mourning for me.
Today I offered to work, the bosses had stuff to do and we figured it might be a good day for flag sales. Second customer in was looking for a 9/11 flag, she had no idea what she wanted other than to have it say we remember. She left empty handed not liking what we have but on the way out she just had to say. ‘We learned all we need to know about Islam on 9/11’ Thats why I mourn
Fear is the goal of terrorists, and every year on this day we celebrate their victory over our nation. It has gotten darned old. So all I’ll add are the inspired words of Michael Moore, who has finally written the best sentence in the English Language…
“If I should ever, God forbid, perish in a terrorist incident, and you or some nutty group uses my death as your justification to attack or discriminate against anyone in my name, I will come back and haunt you worse than Linda Blair marrying Freddy Krueger and moving into your bedroom to spawn Chucky.”
This 9/11 navel-gazing is boring me to death.
BTW, I would like to add one alternative 9/11 day – 1970
I can’t stand the hype, politicization, commercialization, exploitation, and melodrama. There is tragedy, death and dying all around; and we really don’t give a fuck.